26th Dec 2011 – Monday
The morning saw us all get ready for an eventful day ahead. We had to check out from the family room and deposit luggage at the reception. That room was already booked for the day. So we had to go for 2 double bed rooms in the same hotel that night. We stepped down to the restaurant area to hog our complimentary breakfast. Kids were restless to explore the park. I promised to take them all after breakfast. We had yummy Pooris and Alu ki Sabzi. I could sense that neither Onions nor Garlic was used in the Sabzi but it was delicious to say the least. Mantam and I ate countless Pooris, but Mimmi settled with Bread Jam. Ummi served Tea / Coffee to us. Off I went to the park with Chillar Party while rest of the adults wrapped up their meal. I made them sit in the swings. But I was too much a chicken to let them go on the slide. I kept asking them to wait till Abbas came. Mimmi was upset with me but obliged nevertheless. She said something on the lines of “There was no use coming with you to the park”. Well, to distract them and hide my inhibitions about a park, I clicked their snaps and Abbas entered to make it up to them.
When we were about to hop into Tulu, we were approached by an old man dressed in traditional Rajasthani attire with puppets in his hand. He demonstrated a 5 min long Puppet show which we enjoyed. We drove off to Hawa Mahal. There was a photography stall there which offered to click pics of us in traditional clothes. We got all 4 kids decked up in Rajasthani apparels and jewelleries. Tammu was reluctant to undress even after the photo session. She loved the pleated skirt at the way it flew when she rotated. I bought a few set of bangles, jewelleries, a windchime with Rajashthani dancers dangling and a puppet duo of Raja-Rani. I asked the shopkeepers “Bhaiyya, Hawa Mahal mein dekhne layak kya hai?” (What is worth seeing in Hawa Mahal?) He replied “Hawa hai”. (There is air) I said Hawa to dekh bhi nahi sakte hain”
From there we visited the City Palace. We had some awesome Rajasthani Matka Kulfis there.
From there we set off to visit Amer Fort. It was on top of a huge hill and most people opted to park their cars at the foot of the hill and took rented Jeeps to the fort. But our driver (Abbas) was so confident of his driving skills that he refused the idea of jeeps downright. We could almost hear Bhaiyya’s heart beat faster 😀 We swiftly reached the top of the hill without any glitches. We are in awe at the way the fort was constructed on top of the hill. Myriad monkeys greeted us along the fort, each one indulged in different activities – picking lice from the other’s head, a mother feeding her infant, one licking away Matka Kulfi to glory 😀 Ma was busy reading the small boards with historical information written on them. She was asking Ummi to read, who was on the other hand pestering Bhaiyya to buy Cup Noodles for her. Mimmi saw another hill on the opposite side and she kept on telling Bhabi that she wanted to climb the hill. Bhabi explained to her that we are on top of a hill already. But all she wanted to do was climb the other hill. 😀 Mantam behaved decently as they noticed security guards shooing away kids who ran around.
We picked up two plates of Channa-sprouted moong chat. While getting out of the parking space, Tulu was kissed by another car and got a few love bites on his rear end. Fortunately the marks overrode already existing scratches. So the driver blessed his stars. Next destination was Jal Mahal. We parked Tulu and saw a row of camels. We jumped at the thought of Camel ride. Least excited, reluctant and tantrum throwing at the proposal of Camel ride among us were Bhaiyya, Ma and Tammu. We had to choose 4 camels. Mannu and I were the first to leave. Next camel sported Bhabi and Mimmi. Third was Abbas and Ma with a crying Tammu sandwiched in between. Last was Bhaiyya and Bhabi. It seems Ma was mumbling ‘O Maa go, O Baba Go’ during the ride. And all I could see was her sex*y legs as she had worn a saree and the saree went up as she was perched on the camel’s back with one on each side. Bhabi’s camel was the fastest. We were taken to the Jal Mahal and back within 5 minutes. There was a small palace amidst a huge lake where apparently the queen used to take bath. Funniest memory of Jal Mahal is when Bhaiyya asked Ummi ‘Where is the Jal Mahal?’ She said “Arre Baba. Eta Jal, Ota Mahal. So Jal Mahal” as she pointed towards the lake and the palace respectively.
To be continued…